InsaneJournal

This member of the Management almost looked a bit too chipper for her own good; well, at least from the distance. The old post office with it's secrets still quite securely locked inside served as the latest depot for survey collection. Anyone close enough would have heard the heavy bolt come undone from the only entry and see the blonde in her black suit step out and carefully lock the door again behind her. She had a small folio which she clutched to her chest and no sunglasses, despite the trend set by her counterparts. No, she was best with her naked eyes to stare down whoever would be silly enough to try and cross her.

So, she took out her pen and started making personal notes in private shorthand. She already had a list of things she wanted to do when she got back to her desk once moe.